Lamentations 4:1-2. "How is the gold become dim! How is the most fine gold changed! The stones of the sanctuary are poured out in the top of every street. The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold. How are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!" BROUGHT TO RUIN. It didn't have to be this way! This wasn't what God intended. He had chosen them to be a kingdom of priests, But they chose rather to into the world and become blended. So, what was once a thriving people and place, Now is a place of ruins. Where once everywhere was evidence of God's grace, Now judgment has brought this to them.
Where gold once covered much of the temple, Now it runs down the streets. Stones hewed out with skillful hands, Are walked on where people meet. The precious sons of Zion, Who were compared to fine gold; Now they are led in chains away; As slaves in a foreign country, they will be sold.
No wonder those who preach and warn, Have times when they are weeping. They knew all along this was bound to happen, They could sense that when they were speaking. I know from first-hand knowledge, The same attitude is here today. People want us to mind our own business, And from them they want us to stay away.
"I know Father God, that many people are uneasy when they see me coming. They are afraid I am going to ask a question or make some statement that will make them uncomfortable. Give to me the vision I pray, to not stray from the path of Thy leading, and the wisdom to say what is needed in the right way. In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen."